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Dru likes her sex on the rougher side of kinky and has come to visit Master Malachi in the hope that he is just the Dom to help her find that ever-elusive sub-space.

Malachi, on the other hand, likes to find and then push his sub's boundaries. But how far is too far? With most subs walking that tightrope stirs his passions, but with Dru, his passions threaten to ignite.

Dru pulled into the drive and glanced at the house. As before, the front door was open, inviting her in. The difference, this time, lay
in her expectations. Last time, she’d been nervous and tentative—unsure of her role or what was expected of her. This time, she knew exactly
what Master Malachi wanted and her pussy flooded at the thought of what awaited.
Taking a deep breath to center herself, she turned off the engine and gathered her energies before getting out of the car and
approaching the door. A sudden attack of butterflies slowed her step even as a beautiful, real-life counterpart flitted over the marigolds
along the walk. Dru paused to breathe in the heady perfume. Such a pleasant Cape Cod-style house. So simple, so welcoming. No one but she
knew the secrets it held. No one but she knew the torment that lay just beyond that screen door. And most certainly no one but she knew how
much that torment excited her.
With a gentle knock, she let him know she had arrived.
Almost immediately, his voice answered through the dark interior. “Come in. But only if you are ready to submit.”
“I’m ready,” she replied, opening the screen door and stepping over the threshold, leaving her worldly self on the steps outside.
“Kneel.”
The command, simple, yet elegant…and unexpected. Smiling, she did as commanded, the cold tile of the floor on her knees an almost
welcome respite after the heat of the summer day outside. A breeze came through the door, ruffling her ponytail and her smile deepened.
After their last meeting, she knew to have her hair up and out of the way.
From last time, she knew to keep her eyes down, but she couldn’t resist a quick look at the man who’d earned her trust over the past
several months. Her eyes hadn’t adjusted to the darker interior, however, and she could only make out his figure in the gloomy hallway.
But what a figure. Dru dropped her gaze and struggled to adopt a serious expression. Master Malachi only had two inches or so on her own
average height, but his air of command made him appear much taller. She knew his loose t-shirt hid a body kept fit by long hours in the
gardens of the rich, lifting, planting, trimming the trees and bushes that made their landscapes beautiful. Hadn’t she felt the wonderful
power of those arms just last week? Her skin still tingled with the memory of the slap of his hand on her ass.
She knelt for what seemed several long minutes. The urge to glance up at him again became harder to fight. Was she not dressed right?
He’d told her before he didn’t care what she wore when they played, so she’d dressed simply in a button-down blouse and jeans. Or did he
have some other motive for making her wait? Finally, he gave the order she desired.
“Go upstairs and undress. Kneel on the bed and wait for me.”

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In another life, Mystic Shade writes erotic romances with happy endings. With Mystic, however, you'll find no such pleasantries. Here it's time to give into the shadier sides of our desires...